ALL HALLOWS' EVE

All Hallows Eve


While visiting on Facebook late last night

My eyes beheld a strange eerie sight

I heard an uncanny cackling sound

And saw it whenever I turned around

Witch Hazel in all her green glory

Came in my window to tell her story

As she hopped and hobbled into my room

She told me she had broken her broom

This is All Hallows' Eve, it's fly or die

And Hazel came to me about to cry

I want your old Hoover vacuum cleaner

Give it to me before I get much leaner

If I don't fly on this hallowed night

I'll fade completely away before daylight

With your Hoover I can catch my coven

Tomorrow I'll bring a treat from my oven

Hansel or Gretel or some other small tyke

Covered in nuts and caramel if you'd like

Give me the Hoover and I'll hit the road

And if you don't I'll turn you into a toad

I gave her my Hoover and away she did fly

Out in the moonlight and up into the sky

I sure hope that my Hoover doesn't fizzle

Because it's not a Hoover, it's a Bissell.